I'm Emily and I'm 21. I talk too much, write too much, think too much, and do stupid things. I fall in love too easily with both people and things. I've been told I should be a music teacher and a librarian - I'm still undecided about my future. I'm loud, clumsy, annoying, I cuss a lot, and I'm outspoken, but I seem to find my way into people's hearts. I am an avid supporter of LGBTQIA rights. I love to listen to music and drive with the windows down. I love to laugh and learn about people and what makes them happy.
I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before—in another time, a different place, some other existence.
One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else—closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps this person carries within them an angel—one sent to you for some higher purpose; to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them—even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering—the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.
Though here is a word of warning—you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.